Ay who celebratin a A one two, a one two millions Not bad for a nigga the mud I'm a pretty thug
On my birthday like I hit the lotto Free money, my dawgs out the yall know God is and the paper straight If you seen a real nigga let me demonstrate
On my looking like I hit the lotto money, free my dawgs out the yall know God is great and the straight If you ain't a real nigga let me demonstrate
Troy Ave the wave, all these shores Biting styles, all across the board Why I find friends like me Lord? love, loyal like a dog I ain't got a on a few Vs I ain't got no loot, spent it on a few dealers know work worth more than cash 300K for Coke, 400 Traffic out of state for the bigger In a small town buyin clips Runnin down on with a fuckin 30 Make sure they feel it, ya fuckin me Blowin on these (ballies?), headin out the Before I leave baby ask me what you tryna My favourite thing is dough, word is "no" Favourite colour white, it the blow
On my birthday like I hit the lotto Free money, free my dawgs out the yall God is and the paper straight If you ain't seen a real let me demonstrate
On my lookin like I hit the lotto money, free my dawgs out the yall know God is great and the paper If you seen a real nigga let me demonstrate
Dope Boy Troy a gun clapper Don't ask me bout no bum I only to my heart and my intuition I'm only valid shit, I ain't on no fiction Getting women ya boy gofer Then I drive em crazy so I'm loafers My newest boo to wear a lot of Fendi She the Grand Marnier that I mix with Henny Legs match the ass she for real out my whip, hoppin on my dick Ride for me baby, til you cum Don't stop you tired, stop when I'm done sweatsuit on me it's velour I ain't though, I'm finessin boy Fuckin with some gangsta shit the way All about the like my song say
On my birthday like I hit the lotto Free money, my dawgs out the yall know God is great and the straight If you seen a real nigga let me demonstrate
On my birthday looking like I hit the Free money, my dawgs out the yall know God is great and the straight If you ain't seen a real let me demonstrate
Big bread and the big heart in my My pop gone now I'm like Russell West Guarantee I'm scorin, young nigga You'll hear about it one of mornings And ain't no niggas mournin Let one come see me when I'm tourin Ain't the first time, I been through it in the shine, still issue coffins Ave...